stormbornvalkyrie:

♕  Sansa | Game of Thrones Season 5 {x}

“You will see, Sansa.” She took her by the hand and gave it a squeeze. “Sister.” Sister. Sansa had once dreamt of having a sister like Margaery; beautiful and gentle, with all the world’s graces at her command. Arya had been entirely unsatisfactory as sisters went. ‘How can I let my sister marry Joffrey?’ she thought, and suddenly her eyes were full of tears.

jeffreyeugenides:

sansaery on the beach 

fiinnick:

“…only one, my entire life.”

daenelicious-deactivated2014112:

Outside the flakes drifted down as soft and silent as memory. The sight took Sansa back to cold nights long ago, in the long summer of her childhood. 

She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.

The snow fell and the castle rose. It was only a castle when she began, but before very long Sansa knew it was Winterfell. Soon her gloves and her boots were crusty white, her hands were tingling, and her feet were soaked and cold, but she did not care.

sansasnark:

_{Snow was falling on the Eyrie. Outside the flakes drifted down as soft and silent as memory. The sight took Sansa back to cold nights long ago, in the long summer of her childhood.} 

amarling-deactivated20200605:

I lie awake all night staring at the canopy, thinking about how they died…

sansasnark:

_{You think my life is some precious thing to me? I grew up with soldiers. I learned how to die a long time ago.}